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Who is wise? He that learns from everyone. Who is powerful? He that governs his passions. Who is rich? He that is content. Who is that? Nobody. - Benjamin FranklinIf we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other. - Mother TeresaSome are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon 'em. - William Shakespeare |
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No Spring, nor Summer beauty hath such grace, As I have seen in one Autumnal face. One short sleep past will wake eternally And death shall be no more; Death thou shalt die. Death be not proud, though some have called Thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so. Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee. No man is an Island intire of it self; every man is a peece of the Continent, a part of the maine; if a Clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the lesse, as well as if a Promontorie were, as well as if a manor of thy friends or thine own were. Any man's death diminishes me because I am involved in Mankinde, and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee. I am two fools, I know, for loving, and saying so. Love, all love of other sights controls. And makes one little room an everywhere. I observe the physician with the same diligence as the disease. The flea, though he kill none, he does all the harm he can. The difference between the reason of man and the instinct of the beast is this, that the beast does but know, but the man knows that he knows. Be thine own palace, or the world's thy jail. More than kisses, letters mingle souls. Reason is our soul's left hand, Faith her right. By this we reach divinity. Keep us, Lord, so awake in the duties of our calling that we may sleep in thy peace and wake in thy glory. Be thine own palace, or the world's thy jail. Between cowardice and despair, valour is gendered. Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies. All kings, and all their favourites, All glory of honours, beauties, wits, The sun itself, which makes time, as they pass, Is elder by a year now than it was When thou and I first one another saw. All other things to their destruction draw, Only our love hath no decay; This no to-morrow hath, nor yesterday; Running it never runs from us away, But truly keeps his first, last, everlasting day. If yet I have not all thy love, love Dear, I shall never have it all. |
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